Caliban’s Thoughts
Act I I just can’t take this anymore. The way they treat me, wouldn’t be acceptable for a dog. It’s intolerable, I treated them like gold. I showed them the island and basically, how to survive.This island is rightfully mine. My mother ruled this island, and he thinks he can just come and take it. I wish I possessed all of my mother’s powers, and then I would have the confidence in taking control of this island. I made one mistake and it’s like the end of the world. I would have gone through with my plan, if it wasn’t for Prospero stopping me. “Fetch in our wood and serves in offices” My master calls again so I must be on my way, till next time.
Act II This day is beginning to look like a horrible one. I want Prospero to die, a slow painful death. If only I had those powers, I would torture Prospero and make him wish he was dead. I met some strange new beings today. I introduced myself and they introduced me to this magic liquid. They call it, alcohol. It makes me feel weird, but I enjoy the feeling. These people aren’t people at all, they are gods. Prospero doesn’t have anything on these to fellows. I pledge my allegiance to them and I will serve them for an eternity, as long as they treat me better than Prospero.
Act III Stephano and Trinculo are the best things that have ever could have happened to me.They understand exactly where I’m coming from. Stephano devised a genius plan. He propose that if kill Prospero, we can take control of the island and I will then be set free. I told him, the only way our plan will ever work is, if we destroy his books. Prospero is powerless without them. We must embark on our mission. Freedom here I come!
Act IV This was supposed to be my day, my day of freedom.I can’t take Trinculo anymore, he continues to call me names and make fun of me. Not only that, our bottle came up missing. We continue to be bothered by spirits and ghost of the island. I don’t know how, but we found ourselves standing in a deep, smelly swamp. I now smell bad, and my companions are getting irritated and restless.The name calling has become even worse. We are going to kill Prospero, if it’s the last thing I do.
Act V Our plan has been compromised. Prospero has had his spirit, Ariel, following us around the whole time. I am an idiot for believing that those drunks were gods. Prospero is going to kill me, but I hope he forgives me. I promised, I would never make that same mistake again.
Caliban’s Thoughts
Act I
I just can’t take this anymore. The way they treat me, wouldn’t be acceptable for a dog. It’s intolerable, I treated them like gold. I showed them the island and basically, how to survive. This island is rightfully mine. My mother ruled this island, and he thinks he can just come and take it. I wish I possessed all of my mother’s powers, and then I would have the confidence in taking control of this island. I made one mistake and it’s like the end of the world. I would have gone through with my plan, if it wasn’t for Prospero stopping me. “Fetch in our wood and serves in offices” My master calls again so I must be on my way, till next time.
Act II
This day is beginning to look like a horrible one. I want Prospero to die, a slow painful death. If only I had those powers, I would torture Prospero and make him wish he was dead.
I met some strange new beings today. I introduced myself and they introduced me to this magic liquid. They call it, alcohol. It makes me feel weird, but I enjoy the feeling. These people aren’t people at all, they are gods. Prospero doesn’t have anything on these to fellows. I pledge my allegiance to them and I will serve them for an eternity, as long as they treat me better than Prospero.
Act III
Stephano and Trinculo are the best things that have ever could have happened to me. They understand exactly where I’m coming from. Stephano devised a genius plan. He propose that if kill Prospero, we can take control of the island and I will then be set free. I told him, the only way our plan will ever work is, if we destroy his books. Prospero is powerless without them. We must embark on our mission. Freedom here I come!
Act IV
This was supposed to be my day, my day of freedom. I can’t take Trinculo anymore, he continues to call me names and make fun of me. Not only that, our bottle came up missing. We continue to be bothered by spirits and ghost of the island. I don’t know how, but we found ourselves standing in a deep, smelly swamp. I now smell bad, and my companions are getting irritated and restless. The name calling has become even worse. We are going to kill Prospero, if it’s the last thing I do.
Act V
Our plan has been compromised. Prospero has had his spirit, Ariel, following us around the whole time. I am an idiot for believing that those drunks were gods. Prospero is going to kill me, but I hope he forgives me. I promised, I would never make that same mistake again.